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RosesHe bought me roses at half price, I fell in love with the laugh in his eyes, Love is what roses buys, He didn't need to offer me much, Just tender words and a gentle touch. Dying roses bought at half price, Made me realize, I don't need roses and such, Just tender words and a gentle touch. Roses so beautiful in the sunrise, Dying roses bought at half price, Love is what roses buys, I don't need much, Just tender words and a gentle touch, and the laugh in his eyes, and dying roses bought at half price. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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